The Crime Room is a place dedicated to hearing and disposing of cases involving royal children and grandchildren, and its prison is also dedicated to the children and grandchildren of the royal family. Those women who married the emperor and the prince were the daughters-in-law of the royal family, and naturally they were also among the children and grandchildren, and they were tried in the criminal room.

The dark dungeon was filled with the smell of damp decay, but it was not a dungeon, and there was no cold chill.

Su Ranhua was beaten really badly, lying on the stiff ground, without the strength to move, the hot pain in the back of the body swept through the body, and was blown by the yin wind in the prison, as if cutting her flesh with a knife. Sweat soaked her clothes again, and beads of sweat continued to drip from the tips of her hair, as if they had just been fished out of the water, wet, so that the scars on her body that had been pierced by thorns and had not had time to heal properly also hurt like pins and needles.

"Su Dye painting, do you want to eat?" Outside the cell, Grandpa Chen's duck voice sounded, snarky and harsh.

Su Ranhua didn't bother to pay attention to him, lying on the ground and not moving.

"Yo, do you want to go on a hunger strike? This can't be done, if you want to die like this, won't you make the queen mother bear the charge of manslaughter? Father-in-law Chen smiled treacherously, ordered someone to open the cell door, and walked in with a food box.

"For the sake of the queen, the miscellaneous family also has to care about you." Gonggong Chen bent down and squatted in front of Su Ran's picture, opened the food box, and brought out the contents of the box.

When he landed, a pungent sour smell spread.

"Eat it, what a delicious food, the miscellaneous family is reluctant to give it to others!" Gonggong Chen pushed the bowl in front of Su Ranhua.

Su Ranhua was disgusted by the sour smell, frowned, turned his head, and covered his nose.

"Yo, it's not okay if you don't eat it." Gonggong Chen exaggerated and said with disgust. One hand pulled over Su Ran's face, and with the other hand, he picked up a black thing with chopsticks and poked it at Su Ran's mouth.

"Let go of me!" Su Ranhua waved his hand vigorously and knocked the thing away.

"It turns out that there is still such a lot of strength." Gonggong Chen smiled gloomily, picked up the bowl and buckled it towards Su Ran's face.

Su Ranhua turned around with difficulty, from lying on her stomach to lying on her back, avoiding Gonggong Chen's shot, but all the filth in the bowl was sprinkled on her body.

The pungent sour smell clinged to her body, and the touch and squeezing the wound behind her made her body convuls, as if suddenly electrocuted, and her body spasmed.

"Hmph, if you have the ability, continue to be leisurely?" Gonggong Chen stood up, looked at the embarrassed Su Ran painting, and sneered. He is not afraid of a nominal princess who is nothing in the eyes of the queen and the king of the north.

Su Ranhua changed to a side-lying position, his eyelids were raised, and a sharp look shot at Gonggong Chen.

Grandpa Chen couldn't help but be stunned, kicked over the food box, and strode out of the cell. The smoky smell brought by the food box was also unbearable for him, and the look in Su Ran's painting made him panic and want to escape.

"Deacon Liu," Gonggong Chen said to Deacon Liu Gonggong fairly before leaving the criminal room, "We must let Su Ranhua confess as soon as possible, so that Miss Bai can give an explanation." You know what Miss Bai is like, and now that something has happened to her person, you have to give her justice, and you can't let her be wronged. ”

"Please rest assured, please rest assured, please rest assured Chen." Deacon Liu said one after another.

Su Ranhua was lying in the prison of the criminal room, and the pervasive sour smell made her sick to her stomach one after another, covering her nose tightly, thinking about how to survive.

"Lord Deacon, shouldn't we ask?" A little eunuch in the criminal room asked.

"It's rare that Gonggong Chen saw her once, and smoked it for a while." Deacon Liu stood not far from the prison, scanning the immovable Su Ran painting, at this time, the stench in that cell had spread to all directions, although it was already very light in front of Deacon Liu, but it still made him nauseous.

In another place in the palace, in the Yunxiao Garden, the concubine leaned on the soft couch, bewitching her dankou fingers, drinking the tea offered by her daughter-in-law, looking comfortable and lazy.

"The queen is going to demonstrate to Suluo City on behalf of Ximen Hao." For a long time, a faint fragrance wafted out from Concubine Shu's mouth.

"Being forced to marry, and being a son-in-law, is also unwilling. Beauty, just play with it, if you want to use it to tie up, it will change the taste, not to mention that Su Dye painting is not a beauty. ”

On one side, sitting is the son of Concubine Shu, the third prince of Nanwang Ximen Yi, a man with a charming smile from time to time.

Su Ranqing didn't care about the conversation between their mother and son at all, she just kept staring at her husband, being able to stay by his side was her greatest happiness, and the moment he ascended the throne of God was her greatest success.

She loves this man deeply, and she is very grateful to her father Su Luocheng, who has held her in the palm of her hand since she was a child, and followed her wishes to give her the best things, including marrying, and making the most desirable choice for her.

"This palace thinks that Su Luocheng is not just insisting on forcing marriage, since Ximen Hao is drunk and sexually involved his daughter, he will let his daughter sit on the princess of the north and use it for him. It's just that it seems that Ximen Hao has a reason to abolish the concubine, and this play can't be sung. Concubine Shu looked at the tea cup in her hand, and the corners of her charming lips hooked an unpredictable smile.

Drunk and disorderly, it is Su Luocheng's statement in front of the emperor, and it is Ximen Hao's own secret to get the best charm, if he knows, wouldn't it just prove that he clearly understands this matter? It also confirms that Ximen Hao thinks that he is the one who is secretly playing black hands.

"Why don't we help Su Ran paint and let her return to the Beiwang Mansion?" Ximen Yi asked, after all, the Prime Minister's Mansion was on the same line as them, and the chess pieces of Suluo Chengbu were also useful to them.

"We'll see." Concubine Shu handed the teacup to Su Ranqing and flicked her sleeves, "The newlywed got into trouble on the second day of marriage, and on the third day, she was sent to the prison of the criminal room, and she couldn't even go back to the door. What do you say, dye love? ”

"Huh?" Su Ranqing didn't expect Concubine Shu to ask her, she was slightly stunned, and smiled, "What the concubine said is that everything is based on the overall situation of the prince. ”

She doesn't care about the life and death of Su Ranhua, since she was a child in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was mean to that lowly concubine to the extreme, and now Su Ranhua is married to Ximen Hao, the king of the North, and regards her as an invincible enemy.

Although the news of Su Ranhua's murder came out, it seemed that everyone was quiet. The people in the Prime Minister's Mansion didn't seem to know anything, while Ximen Hao was handling the affairs in his hands in the Mingyue Tower. In fact, Mingyue Tower is a secret stronghold he set up in the capital, and countless information is gathered here. It was his office outside the palace.

However, at the same time, there was still a person who entered the prison of the criminal room, regardless of the sour smell, standing outside the prison door where Su Ran's painting was held, when the clear eyes looked at Su Ran's painting lying sideways inside, his eyes instantly dimmed, and the bloodstains on Su Ran's painting after being scolded by the rod made him look frightened.

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PS: Roar, the male supporting actor has appeared one after another. Dear, give me a little expression. Flowers, tickets, messages, Nuo Qing did not refuse, there was some movement, a person quietly wrote the text, I had no bottom in my heart, and (>_<) I hid my face......